Chapter 12
Dracula, after a long night, closed his coffin door. He sighed, couldn't get to sleep. He got up and closed his coffin, wondering what was wrong with Mira.
Dracula seemed surprised at the way she was acting toward him now. They just had sex after all; I wonder why she was so angry with me. He knew she enjoyed herself…maybe it was a act just to make him feel better…to feel better. He scowled. Vladislaus began pacing up and down the hallways of there winter castle. I probably made her feel dirty…she's so pure, so beautiful. Like the sun….I miss the sun. he thought suddenly, remembering a trip to the ocean he took.
Flashback:
There he was by the ocean. It took several months to get there from Wallachia, but his wife, Catrina, wanted to go. He lied there In the sun with his wife, napping with her, as they watched there son, Andrew, play. He sighed and nuzzled her. She had such soft skin.
"Dragulia" said a soft voice.
Vlad woke up instinctively.
She looked up at his tear streaked face. "Were ready to begin sir." She said softly, putting her hand on his face.
"I'm sorry, Mira." He whispered. She reached up and kissed him. Suddenly, Igor ran into vlad.
"My lord, I.."
"what!" Dracula snarled. Turning around.
"Vanhelsing, Anna…there here! I don't know how they got here but they are.
"Mira, you must go."
"Vlad…"
"go!" he shrieked at her. "Igor, take her back, now."
"Yes master." He replied.
"Wait! Wait! I have one more thing to say.."
"What?" he asked, rather harshly.
"I…I love you."
Igor went into bat form and flew her back towards the summer palace. There, a carriage waited for her.
"The best of luck to you, Mira." Igor called after her.
"Thank you." She mouthed, sticking her head back into the window.
6 Months later…
"gee, I've been gaining some weight, lately." Mira said, looking at herself in the mirror. It was good to be home, sleeping in her own bed, but something was bothering her…she felt like she carried a little bit of Dracula home with her. Her eyes went wide "Am I pregnant?" she asked the mirror.